You ask why I make my home in the mountain forest, and I smile, and am silent, and even my soul remains quiet: it lives in the other world which no one owns. The peach trees blossom. The water flows. ~ Li Po (trans. Hamill) * …
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Innocent & Wild
Fugitive The supple virtue of her mind Is innocent and wild, A limber amplitude confined In elemental child. Bright stirs and quick imaginings Illuminate her way. She runs beyond terrestrial things In strange casual play. She follows paths none else would take Around important suns -- O lover, follow in her wake, For she will pass but once! ~ Theodore Roethke * …